"What's the rush? I just came late on purpose. It's not too late to go in at night."
Different from Ye Fuyao's anxiety, Fang Hao was extremely calm from beginning to end. It seemed that he came to this mysterious ghost prison for a vacation.
Hearing this, Ye Fuyao was slightly startled at first, then frowned and explained: "When I was there, Ye Tianxun specifically told me that this Youxuan Ghost Prison must be entered before sunset, otherwise when the sun sets, the demon in this ghost prison will
Will enter and restore the strongest cultivation level."
"So what, you are here to improve your cultivation, and I am here to sharpen my sword skills. Only the strongest ones are worthy of my sword." Fang Hao said lightly.
After hearing what Fang Hao said, Ye Fuyao felt a little dazed. It took a long time before she came back to her senses and said, "Then I'll just wait here with you. Anyway, with you here, I don't have to be afraid."
"Well, just wait patiently. There's no need to rush. Those demons can't escape anyway." Fang Hao grinned.
Hearing this, Ye Fuyao couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckled: "What you said is like the demon hunters in those novels. Although the demon is only half-step of the immortal saint, his combat power is head-to-head with the Supreme One."
, it’s not something you can hunt casually.”
"It's all the same to me, but it's all about one sword."
Fang Hao didn't pay attention to Ye Fuyao's words, but replied with something similar to before.
Ye Fuyao glanced at Fang Hao and said: "Look at what you can do. You have a sword on your back. Do you really think of yourself as a swordsman? I know that you have a high level of cultivation, but purely in terms of swordsmanship, I'm afraid you can't even talk about it.
Outstanding, right?”
"Although I don't have a deep understanding of swordsmanship, all methods come from the same source, and in the end they reach the same goal by different paths. When I practice swordsmanship, I focus on striking out with one sword, causing ghosts and gods to be shocked. The same is naturally true for swordsmanship. However, to use this immortal weapon to attack, you must have the blood of the strongest demon god.
, so I said it was a matter of one sword." Fang Hao explained in a calm tone.
"It sounds like that, but I heard someone say that there are eighteen checkpoints along the way. If you encounter a tough opponent, can you hold back your sword?" Ye Fuyao was curious.
asked.
She didn't know much about kendo, but there were many kendo masters in Kunpeng Sect, so she naturally knew a little bit about it.
"Before that, I will use my sword to chop off the heads of all enemies. As for my sword, I will only kill the strongest people." Fang Hao said with a smile.
Ye Fuyao rolled his eyes and said, "I've been talking for a long time, but that doesn't mean I didn't say anything. Since you are practicing swordsmanship, why do you still use a sword?"
"Although this sword is an immortal weapon, it is not psychic. If it sees too much blood, the pearl will inevitably be dusted. What's more, since I changed its name to the Immortal Sword, I naturally want it to kill immortals, so I must spend some time.
thought."
The sword is domineering, and the sword is the kingly way. Fang Hao's next step is to use the domineering sword to nourish the kingly sword!
When the sword comes out, ghosts and gods will rectify the changes; when the sword comes out, heaven and earth will be clear!
However, even though he thinks so, everything is still in its infancy. Fang Hao still has a long way to go before he can truly reach the realm of swordsmanship.
Time passed quietly. When the sun set and the moon began to rise, Ye Fuyao suddenly felt his mind swaying.
"The smell of blood in this ghost prison is so strong that you can still detect it through the air even from a long distance away." Ye Fuyao frowned slightly.
"This is not the smell of blood, but the blood of many demon gods gathered together. It seems that we came at the right time."
Fang Hao, who was originally in trance, slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile on his lips.
Hearing this, Ye Fuyao couldn't help but laugh and said: "These demon gods have suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck when they met a freak like you. Now I'm starting to feel a little pity for them."
Fang Hao stood up slowly and said: "What's so pitiful? These demons were bought by Ye Xuan from the demon world at a huge price, and they were kept like livestock in this ghost prison. Those people may sound like prisoners, but in fact they are just prisoners.
It’s just their blood food.”
"How do you know? Did Ye Tianxun tell you this too?" Ye Fuyao frowned.
Fang Hao said lightly: "Although the boundaries between good and evil in the Daluo Realm are not clear now, they still have the same hatred towards the demons. Looking at the entire continent, it is impossible to have so many demons. Then there is only one possibility left, that
It is this group of demons that Ye Xuan deliberately cultivated."
"Isn't Ye Xuan a lackey of the fairy world? Why does he cultivate these demons?" Ye Fuyao became more and more confused as he listened.
Fang Hao shook his head and said: "I don't know, but I have a hunch that we may gain something else tonight."
Ye Fuyao was slightly startled, frowned and asked, "What do you mean by other harvests?"
"There's no point asking me now, you'll know when you go in and take a look!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Immortal Killer behind Fang Hao flew into the air in vain, and the sword instantly became several times larger. Before Ye Fuyao could realize what had happened, Fang Hao directly took her hand and stepped on the Immortal Killer.
On the broad sword blade.
"Let's go!"
Fang Hao yelled mischievously, and then the Immortal Killing Sword turned into a ray of light, and he rushed into the Youxuan Ghost Prison with a snap of his fingers.
In this endless night, Ye Fuyao, who was holding Rouyi by Fang Hao, had her heart beating violently.
"Don't be nervous. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."
As if feeling the sweat on Ye Fuyao's palm, Fang Hao turned around and said something, holding her hand tightly again.
Looking at the man in white standing in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but become blurred.
She couldn't help but recall that when she was twelve years old, she was as nervous as she was now when she flew in the sky for the first time.
However, it was Ye Tianqing who was holding her hand at that time. And he also said similar words to Fang Hao at that time.
Ye Fuyao couldn't help but his eyes turned red when he thought of his deceased father.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Looking at Ye Fuyao who had not spoken for a long time and was lost in thought, Fang Hao frowned and asked.
Ye Fuyao hurriedly wiped her tears, took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing, I just thought of some things from the past."
"Do you miss your father? In fact, there are not many people like Mr. Ye. Although I have only a casual relationship with him, I still think he is a good person."
"It's a pity that good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. My father was a good person, so he died early. So I would rather be a shrewd bad guy than a bad good guy." Ye Fuyao said with a self-deprecating smile.
"Then do you think I am a good person or a bad person?" Fang Hao asked with a smile.
Ye Fuyao flicked her hair and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Of course it's the truth, otherwise why would I ask you?" Fang Hao rolled his eyes.
Ye Fuyao chuckled and said: "If you look at it from my perspective, you are an out-and-out bad person, but from the perspective of a bystander, you seem to be an out-and-out good person."
"Then don't think of me as a good person, because I still want to live longer." Fang Hao grinned. (To be continued)